Friday, November 4, 2011

Starling Fever

I am so ready for winter. Today I went shopping with my mom and EVERY store was decorated for Christmas. It isn't even Thanksgiving yet! I took this as permission from the universe to head straight home and pull out my Christmas decorations. I {LOVE} Winter. Anticipating winter made me think of starlings and as fate would have it, I came home to my friends and their fb posts of the following video. Here is my tribute to starlings. Lovely birds with a lovely name.

Murmuration from Sophie Windsor Clive on Vimeo.

The Starling by Amy Lowell

Forever the impenetrable wall
Of self confines my poor rebellious soul,
I never see the towering white clouds roll
Before a sturdy wind, save through the small
Barred window of my jail. I live a thrall
With all my outer life a clipped, square hole,
Rectangular; a fraction of a scroll
Unwound and winding like a worsted ball.
My thoughts are grown uneager and depressed
Through being always mine, my fancy's wings
Are moulted and the feathers blown away.
I weary for desires never guessed,
For alien passions, strange imaginings,
To be some other person for a day.

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